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rness, I strongly suspect acute appendicitis, she said, looking at the chart. "This isn't something y

d to rest. And you need surgery. If you keep going like this, you're g

ere shaking. "Can I... can I wait

Should you? Absolutely not. I'm prescribing you the strongest

the pills she gave her r

hone

up to you. Lunch at Le Coucou? Just us girls. We need to talk abo

. Alexia knew

ould tell Jensen she was being

exia typ

oucou early. She order

en minutes late.

air beside Alexia's che

d for us! The seafood t

lench. The smell of brine and shellfish from a nearby table was already

h, stop it. You're always

lexia s

ked throug

er. He looked annoyed, but wh

ing up, he said to Alexia,

ed at Aubre

arm. "I just wanted

ysters. Clams. Sashimi. It smel

oyster. "Eat, Alexia

d, her voice tight.

you are impossible. Aubree is tryi

, a smirk playing on her lips

reaking out on her forehead, the pain in her side a sharp, insistent

sn't loud. It was quiet. It was the

a sto

t the copy of the divorce agreement she

ble, right on top of the c

she said. Her

he papers soaking

him to her. "You can celebrate. Aubree, make sure

urant wen

ned purple. "Sit

turned

look back. She didn't hol